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You are Micheal Groves, and this is all starting to get to you. You can, after a whole day here in the Rebellion cell in... they won't tell you, finally feel your legs again.
"So... You still haven't told me where you're going and what you're planning with all this."
"Because I don't really know."
You groan. You'd been thinking about your statement and decision, and come to the conclusion that you practically went off half-cocked. You don't know enough, and the idea of fighting so many enemies simply had not occurred to you.
You're a teenager. You're allowed to make a few mistakes.
You shake your head. "I need you to gather all the information you can on the rebels. Motivations, origins, those are important. Tactics, if you can manage. Asking others to join us right now is suicide. We can't really trust anyone."
"Except me, a random medic in a random Rebellion cell?"
You frown, then swing out of bed, standing unsteadily. "Alright, it looks like you're ready to go. You've two options, magically being knocked out, or chemically."
>How do I know you won't off me and be done with it?
>How can I be sure you'll take me to a safe leaving area?
>How do I know you won't make a mistake?
>Magical
>Chemical
>Writein
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http://pastebin.com/DJ3A28jD Character sheet.
You are Micheal Groves, and this is all starting to get to you. You can, after a whole day here in the Rebellion cell in... they won't tell you, finally feel your legs again.
"So... You still haven't told me where you're going and what you're planning with all this."
"Because I don't really know."
You groan. You'd been thinking about your statement and decision, and come to the conclusion that you practically went off half-cocked. You don't know enough, and the idea of fighting so many enemies simply had not occurred to you.
You're a teenager. You're allowed to make a few mistakes.
You shake your head. "I need you to gather all the information you can on the rebels. Motivations, origins, those are important. Tactics, if you can manage. Asking others to join us right now is suicide. We can't really trust anyone."
"Except me, a random medic in a random Rebellion cell?"
You frown, then swing out of bed, standing unsteadily. "Alright, it looks like you're ready to go. You've two options, magically being knocked out, or chemically."
>How do I know you won't off me and be done with it?
>How can I be sure you'll take me to a safe leaving area?
>How do I know you won't make a mistake?
>Magical
>Chemical
>Writein
